YatoruSenpai
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The Aoi Family Manor
Nestled upon the borderlands between the Northern Region and Central Region of Universe 7’s Earth during Age 2,438, the Aoi Family Estate stood as a symbol of ancient prestige reborn through modern brilliance. Vast marble pathways cut through endless flower gardens and emerald fields, guiding visitors toward a towering manor adorned with royal spires and timeless architecture. Crystal fountains shimmered beneath the sunlight while rows of sculpted hedges and sacred statues lined the estate grounds, creating an atmosphere of serene grandeur rarely found outside the domains of kings or gods. Despite its peaceful appearance, the estate carried an unspoken weight a place where generations of the Aoi bloodline cultivated both refinement and overwhelming martial power and Scientific Advancement, its very air heavy with history, and discipline.
The youngest sibling of the Aoi families twins, just by a few seconds; his black loafers clicked upon the marble pathways through the gardens of the Manor. Slowly getting distance from the large fountain, Celius Aoi wore shin high socks, black loafers, kaki shorts, a button up white short sleeve t-shirt and blue sweater vest. His hair which lacked the unorthodox bangs his elder brother who was considered vastly more prodigal, with sapphire blue eyes staring towards the skies, Celius was always the one to work the hardest unlike his brother. Viewing his efforts as the only way to not be overshadowed by Mazu, his hands remained in his pockets as he walked forth towards a specific spot in the garden where most of his memories with his twin brother was held, between sword practice, sparring, competitions that can be described as childish and petty, to them actually brawling out of frustration where their mother and father were forced to pull them apart. These very memories always contained his father scolding Celius, and his mother always trying to comfort him. But for Celius himself, these memories only burned the necessity to grow even stronger so that for once he can surpass his brother. Where Mazu learned how to tap into Ki at the age of 4, it took Celius till the age of 5 to even learn how to utilize his own spiritual energy and mold it into a specific Alter-Ki manipulation where he could form blades of ki for ranged attacks. Each step which took him closer to that specific spot, the songs of birds which filled the air, the warm weather of 72 degrees F, with mild breeze of 2 mph winds bringing a cool sensation. His black hair fluttered with grace as slowly but surely he finally stepped foot upon the grass, his gaze observing the tree's where their trunks were bashed brutally during his and Mazu's sword fights, rocks that were shattered by Mazu when they were five. Each scar and battered piece in this spot was but a reminder of how much Mazu had outshined him, and like every other time, the moment Celius stepped into this spot it meant he wanted to outshine Mazu.
